Xia Yue: ...
After Lin Hao and his son had calmed down, he turned his gaze to Xia Yue and her group.
"Dad, uncles, these are the people who saved my life. They are Xia Yue, Yan Mo, Xia Xi, Mo Si, Ziluo.
If it wasn't for them, I wouldn't be here today," Lin Jingyang introduced Xia Yue and her group to his father and the uncles.
"This is my dad, Lin Hao, and my Uncle Tang, Uncle Yang, and Uncle Wang, who are very good brothers and partners of my dad." Then, he introduced Lin Hao and others to Xia Yue and her group.
"Nice to meet you all, thank you for saving my son. How about we head to the base first, it's not a good place to chat here," Lin Hao and his friends looked at Yan Mo. He was young, too young, but they could tell from their demeanor that they were not ordinary people.
Of course, ordinary people couldn't save his son, and even he couldn't guarantee that he would be able to arrive in such a clean and tidy manner if it were in the post-apocalyptic world.
